New Mother (Vic)

I thought this poem was a good poem. It paints an image in my head of a man who desires his wife but understands that she has just had a baby and needs to heal. It is ironically a beautiful image. "splitting and tearing, with the patience of someone finds a wounded animal in the woods and stays with it, not leaving its side until it is whole, until it can run again." She uses a metaphor to compare herself to a wounded animal. Also she compares him to a kind and gentle individual who waits with her, yet in reality he is waiting for her.